Writing 101 Day 11: Reading, Writing, and then what…

There really isn’t a moment when I’m not reading something.  My world is littered with billboards, advertisments lining the upper sections of the bus,  scraps of paper haphazardly pinned to cork boards throughout campus…it’s rather annoying.  Don’t get me wrong, I do enjoy reading just not every waking moment.

So, my days are filed with sundry activities. Before the sun even thinks about waking up I’m: awake,  showered,  have fed the cats – which consists of me chasing them around the house with plates of their food because each cat needs to eat in a different location. ….every day, and have read the few news sites that I deem worthy of reporting, have drunk of few cups of coffee to help me evalyate the day, and have tried, on average,  five times to have woken up my daughter.

I work for my business as well as a new job that i just started.  I tutor my daughter when she gets stuck on a subject, I cook, clean, and do the grocery shopping because my mom is retired and shouldn’t have to do that stuff.

And somewhere in all that, I find time to write 😄

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Writing Assignment Day 10: Conversations over Coffee

If we were having coffee  right now you’d be watching the sun turn the dark blue of the sky to multiple shades of awake.

If we were having coffee right now you’d be looking at the laptop that I want vs the laptop that I will no doubt be getting.

If we were having coffee right now you’d be hearing my cats play, sneeze, snore, and purr.

If we were having coffee right now I’d be telling you all about the Medina Market craft fair that I was part of this past Saturday. I’d fill you in on all the sights – the many talented crafters that were there; the woman who makes the most amazing and adorable wind chime using teapots, crystals, and cutlery, the artist who mainly sells his work at galleries but did really well at this show, the smelters who were drawing a large crowd as they explained the entire process from gathering the scrap metal to the finished molded product, and of course my awesome bags and how I desperately need to take good pictures of each one and upload those pictures with fantastic descriptions to my aftcra.com page (which this is not the link to because I have nothing on it yet.)

If we were having coffee right now we’d be discussing the scholarships that my daughter is going to be applying to for more Japanese classes.

If we were having coffee right now I’d have to make another pot because we just finished the one I made earlier….

An Open Letter to all the technology that I own and seems to be running my life

Ok guys, knock it off. Stop being the ultimate A-holes that you’ve become.

Laptop, I know you’re older and quite full of data but you seriously  need to knock of your curmudgeonly ways. I write what and where I want to, not you. Please keep the cursor where it is and for the love of all the gods that I can name,  stop trying to translate every bloody thing!

Tablet.  You are the newest member to the technology family and I expect to have some problems trying to figure you out. Navigating on you seems to be a breeze.  Editing whatever-the-hell you think I’m saying is a veritable PAIN IN THE ASS! And please please please stop trying to help me with an editing tool….it is in no way useful.

And lastly,  my smart phone.  I love you dearly.  I use you every waking and sleeping moment of every day. You are the first object I see upon waking up (alarm clock) and the last non-animated thing I see before falling asleep (turning the sound down.) My only beef that I have with you is you trying to log into every damn WiFi available within a two mile radius! I even have that function turned off so stop it, stop it, stop it.

Fondly yours,

Your Loving Owner

Quick update on what’s going on….

I have a million posts running rampant in my brain space but my laptop is being quirky and unreliable. My tablet, the little happy device that I take to UWM with me had eaten up all the data usage for the month (it was just reset as of today). In a nutshell, I should be able to start catching up a little with the Writing 101 and Blogging 101 assignments today. Tomorrow I have a ‘show’ selling my bags that will last all day so probably no writing. With all digits crossed, I make enough money to buy a new laptop by Monday so that I can write more often, add more media, and not want to flip tables every other bloody word. (My laptop is starting to decide what I want to write and where I want to write it….annoying really.)

So….fingers crossed I can get my tablet to work and start getting these posts out of my head to make room for new ones!

Writing Day 8: Expounding Upon a Comment

Glad to hear that noise was just the cat! BunKaryudo’s comment and The noises are always the cats lol my reply.

My family consists of my Mom, myself, my daughter, and our five cats. We never planned on having five cats but then, no one really does it just…sort of happens.

Of the five, three are ‘special needs’. Our big guy, Mochi only has one eye, our big girl Dolly is very skittish, and our little white Princess, Angel, is deaf.

Reya on sewing Reya – Mochi’s sister…she’s our long hair diva

20150830_205248 the ever elusive Dolly

2014-07-22 10.56.09Angel…the real mischief maker

2014-07-26 08.48.39 the crabby girl Kairi

20150912_165252 our little pirate boy Mochi

Of all the random noises heard around the house, 99% are orchestrated by the at least one of the cats. The have knocked over my ironing board, scattered papers literally all over the living room, sounded like a herd of elephant were trampling everything in their path as they run from room to room, and purred at a sound level only broken by a drunken DJ’s shenanigans.

They keep us on our toes…sometimes literally. They help ease my daughter’s anxiety when that flairs up. And most importantly they love us unconditionally (even more so when there’s food involved). They may make a huge racket but they’re part of my family that I would never get rid of (unlike some that have since been ‘disowned.’)

Writing Day 7: Quote

“Travel is fatal to prejudice, bigotry, and narrow-mindedness, and many of our people need it sorely on these accounts. Broad, wholesome, charitable views of men and things cannot be acquired by vegetating in one little corner of the earth all one’s lifetime.” 

Mark Twain

A person can live their whole lives without never venturing outside their little community. They can be happy just existing with life as they have always known it. Their views of the world as they know it will continue on and mayhaps be passed down through generations of offspring who are also content with not knowing what the world is really like.

I was fortunate enough to travel, what to me seemed like across the world, from Wisconsin to Arizona when I was 6 years old. My grandmother’s brother and sister-in-law had lived in Phoenix at the time and I was invited to tag along on their venture. I was ecstatic that I was going to miss two full weeks of school! My grandparents had promised me a trip to a real live Ranch where I could ride a real live horse! Visiting my seldom seen relatives came in a distant third.

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I loved everything about that trip…the airplane, the coin operated bathroom stalls in the Colorado airport, the dessert, the horse, the mountains, my relatives. But, looking back, the part that really sticks is seeing how other people lived in an area that wasn’t mine. (I should have gotten my degrees in Social Anthropology…)

I was lucky enough to extended that avenue of experience to my daughter when she was 13 years old…that was the first time we traveled and set foot in Japan. That experience opened her eyes to other cultures, landscapes, and ideas. Sure the sun, moon, and stars remain constant but the landscape, ideas, people, sights and sounds, hustle and bustle, customs, food…definitely food, and everything in between is different.

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           (sunrise over Tokyo)           (sunrise viewed from my kitchen                                                                              window)

Growing up, most people are only influenced by those that help raise them. They don’t get a chance to flex their minds, to see the world as it is….huge and oh so very different. I’m not proposing that everyone needs to become world travels, to jet set across the globe…but it wouldn’t hurt. Just by going to a different area of your state/province may help a person see differently.

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(2014 Meiji Jungo, Tokyo)

Writing 101; Day 6: The Space to Write

I can write anywhere in any environment. If pushed to do so, I can sit and write on a bus that seems to be traveling at warp speed through the ‘heavy’ Milwaukee rush hour.

However, I prefer to sit either in my kitchen while the sun is just cresting over the horizon and staining the black sky with pinks and faint yellows. The house is relatively quiet, the only noise is the cats crunching on their food with the occasional burp….from one of them, not me. My coffee, fresh and never out of reach, serves as an inspiration to be creative at such an early hour. In the summer the birds are singing their praises to the sun and heat that is promised to the day. In the winter…well…it’s dark, and that’s about it.

Lately though, I’ve been slipping and my schedule is way different. My daughter’s high school classes started up a couple of weeks ago and with them came the opportunity, albeit a very expensive opportunity, for her to take Japanese at UW-Milwaukee. Suffice it to say, all of my time is now divided up between transportation/chaperoning her to and from her physical class, tutoring her with three out of her four high school classes, sewing (my business), and taking care of the house (myself and my Mom own the house that my grandparents – her parents – built.)

I started writing on my tablet while the kiddo was in her class. I would re-arrange the chairs in the hallway so that I could commandeer the outlet and then I would have an hour to write. And then, the cleaning lady started talking to me – we exchanged names today – and I guess I look like the person to talk to when the activities of the day are at a dull. It’s really ok…I do like talking to people…that’s how I make the fabulous contacts that I have today.

So, in a nutshell, I love the early morning hours but I won’t get up earlier than 4am just to write. I love the quiet, but never really find it anymore. So, I write when I can, where I can, and for long I can….either on my laptop or my tablet….I get my thoughts out faster that way.

Now…onto the poll. I’ve done what seems like a million things in my so many years on this planet. I’ve been to three different countries and have had fabulous experiences on all of them. I think I’m raising my daughter pretty successfully (she is a fabulous anime/manga artist and has sold a number of prints as well as commissions. She does have some issues with anxiety but we’re working on combating those.) I love to eat…hell, who doesn’t…and try new restaurants. So….below (if done correctly) is my poll. Tell me what you want to read about…from me of course 🙂